Jan finally tired of pacing a hole in her living room floor and decided to go out. It wasn’t doing her any good to sit there, waiting like a nervous Nelly. Chris and Elizabeth said they would call when they knew something.
She pulled into Bartlett’s Drug, walked directly to the one-hour photo, and dropped off her pictures. Chris had been bugging her for the last few years to get a digital camera, but her old one worked just fine, and she didn’t see the need to spend that kind of money on something she could do without.
Jan thanked the photo tech and walked back to the pharmacy to drop off her prescriptions.
Gary, the pharmacist, greeted her by name and took the empty bottles. “It’s going to be a good half hour, Jan. We’re a little backed up this morning.”
“That’s okay, Gary. I’m in no
